I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"Zhao’er, come, have some braised pork, it’s brain food, I’ve heard it can also enhance the bust..."

Ah, I misspoke.

You hurriedly changed the subject, "Zhao’er, come, drink some fish soup, it’s good for calcium."

"Zhao’er, come, try the Xishi tofu, this is our family’s secret recipe, you can’t find it anywhere else."

The Empress, who was enjoying the Dongpo pork you made with good humor and elegance, saw you feeding Zhao’er bite by bite, and she couldn’t hold back anymore, immediately saying, "Have you fed her enough? She’s not an infant, does she need you to feed her?"

You turned to glance at the Empress, and after three seconds, as if she didn’t exist, turned back and picked up some crispy mustard greens and placed them into Zhao’er’s slightly parted lips.

Zhao’er didn’t care about the Empress’s gaze at all; as long as it was you who fed her, she would eat. Her mouth was greasy, her little lips plump, and seeing them made you want to lean in for a kiss several times.

Minutes later, the Empress finally put down her chopsticks and spoon, "I, have had enough."

"Zhao’er come, open wide, ah~~"

You put a piece of fish, bones removed, into Zhao’er’s mouth, and seeing her eat so joyfully filled you with delight, feeling like your chest was brimming with happiness.